Legend of Swordsman

One of the Formations could help the experts regain their Spiritual Power, and the other one could enhance their attacks to a certain extent. The Formations elevated the strength of Marquis Cangyue’s camp a lot.

“Haha, Myriad Islands Lord is so helpful.”

“With these two Formations, we no longer need to be afraid of anyone.”

“Kill them all!”

The lords on Marquis Cangyue’s side gained courage and began launching attacks, one after another.

The balance between the two camps had been broken by Myriad Islands Lord and his Formations. Now, Marquis Cangyue’s side had gained the upper hand.

“Shit!”

“Damn it!”

“That horrible Myriad Islands Lord!”

The experts of Marquis Piaoxue’s side looked grave, but they still tried their best to hold their opponents back.

At the center of the battlefield, as the Formations were set up, Loftiness Lord began to experience even more pressure than before. After all, the only reason he could stand up against his opponent, the more powerful Demon Soul Lord, was because of the Dao Weapon.

“Loftiness, you know that my marquis is a spear-user, so this Dao Weapon is very important to him. I advise you to give it up now, before you get yourself killed,” Demon Soul Lord said in a warning tone.

“Hmph! You will only get it over my dead body,” Loftiness Lord said and snorted.

“You’re courting death!” Demon Soul Lord charged at Loftiness Lord in a rage.